There are many thoughts I have
About raindrops as they fall
They can be large, wet and heavy
Or barely raindrops at all
They can form itty bitty puddles
And maybe that’s all they’ll be
Or it can rain so hard that
You are barely able to see
Spring rain is often sweet showers
That we need for things to grow
Just a gentle little splatter
When barely the wind will blow
Do you grab an umbrella, my friend
Or do you just let it fall on your head
Oh, I never block the feel of rain
I just let it splash down instead!
Oh, a great refreshing poem, washed fresh by all your rain. Nice read indeed. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
A great read Marilyn, i like to watch the rain also, but i keep an umbrella near! *10*! ! Thanks for sharing! ! Friend Thad
Immensely enjoyable! Funny I just wrote and submitted a poem about rain a moment ago. Splendid inspiration Rain is, ehh. S.S.Sandok
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I loved raindrops.It makes me feel calm, relax and enrich my appreciation for life even better.Nice piece Marilyn.